Six o’clock was about to tick and I was feeling sleepy already. Must’ve been a result of reading the novel. Not unusual to me. I took a nap because I could hardly hold it. I know I had visions, but I couldn’t remember them. But there was something that quite bothered me. There was a part in my sleep, before I got conscious and coherent, where I almost had a dream about a friend. It felt like he was knocking on my head and wanted to get inside.
to be continued...
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